Ariana's POV
Samuel's murderous glare falls on Jasper, and for some reason, I feel scared because I feel he knows everything.
My fear turns out to be true when grabbing Jasper by the collar; he drags him outside the venue. I rush behind him, terrified out of my mind because I don't want Samuel to land in any trouble because of me.
My hands flew to my mouth in shock when Samuel threw a punch on Jasper's face sending him down. He doesn't stop there as he holds Jasper by the front of his shirt as he hits him again and again.
"How dare you touch her!" There is a terrifying rage in his voice, "How dare you put your filthy hands on her?"
"I am going to fucking kill you." He growls while my heart beats wildly against my ribcage because his every word sou
Ariana’s POV“Since we both like each other, I don’t think it is wrong to kiss you.” His smile turns into a teasing one as he leans forward.Quickly, I place my hand between our faces which causes him to kiss my palm.“Ariana.” He groans, “You can’t say no to kissing... we are not taking that slow.” His response makes me laugh.However, before I can say something, I watch two cops coming towards us, which immediately brings back my anxiety.Of course, someone would have called the cops.“Samuel.” I point at cops while holding Samuel’s hand tightly in mine. My hands are getting clammy, and I am grateful he didn’t pull back his
Samuel's POVBiting my lower lip, I attempt to stop myself from smiling as I watch Ariana fussing over my hand as she cleans my knuckles."Kitty, do you realize that I am not of Justin's age? I am not going to feel hurt because of these scratches." I raise my eyebrows at her while a low chuckle leaves my mouth as she applies some antiseptic cream on bruised knuckles while blowing air over them.What I do find really amusing is that she is continuously trying to comfort me that it will not hurt like she is talking to some kid.I will not lie and say that I am not enjoying her attention, but it still feels strange."Pain has nothing to do with age." She lifts her eyes from my hand and locks her gaze with mine. Her mouth curved in a rueful smile, "Pa
Ariana's POV Something has shifted inside me, and this change feels good. The reason behind this change is Samuel. I am falling for him, and I am falling hard. When I think about it, all this seems so weird because how can I feel so strongly for someone in so little time? But then I feel like I have known him all my life. No matter how much my heart is telling me that I should allow myself to act on my feelings, but I won't. I do want to take things slow between us and want to see where things head because I can't risk losing myself over something which was not meant to be. I wish there were someone with whom I could talk about all my crazy feelings. Sighing loudly, I grab all my hair in my hand
Ariana's POVI look at him in slight shock, as I have never imagined him asking me something like this. In fact, no one has ever requested me to draw them. I will not lie and say that the idea of painting him doesn't excite me, but at the same time, I am feeling a little nervous for some unknown reason."I don't think I can do that." I shake my head while chewing inside of my cheeks nervously."Well, I think you can." he instantly replies confidently," However, I am not sure that you will be able to do justice to my handsomeness." After a moment, he adds smugly."You are just okay." I pointedly look at him up and down, "But a little less arrogance can make you look a little better." I give him a curt nod an
Ariana’s POV Buckling up myself, I look outside the airplane window while a happy sigh passes through my lips when the plane takes off as finally, only in a few more hours, I will be home. Honestly, there are many reasons why I can’t wait to return home. Out of which two main reasons are one, because I am missing Justin like crazy, and two, I can’t wait to see how my and Samuel’s relation works out once we get back to our routine lives. Amidst our everyday life, the real challenge for us will be able to manage our relationship, as this will be like a testing period for us that will decide the future of our relationship. We both come from completely different walks of life. If his profession is demanding, then even mine comes with its own challenges. There is a chance that even my personal
Ariana's POV Nearly fifteen days have passed since we returned home, and as expected, both of us got busy with our lives. Samuel is busy with his hospital shifts, whereas I have to work on paintings that are supposed to be a part of the upcoming exhibition, so either I am holed up in my room, or I am in the art gallery all day. However, even with our hectic schedules, no matter how at what time he gets home, he always tries to stop by our house. This is something that really warms my heart. "Justin, get ready fast," I shout from the kitchen while plating the breakfast, "Otherwise, you will be late for school." There is still an hour before his school bus arrives, but if I do not ask him to hurry up, then he will definitely get late for school.
Ariana's POV That day after staying for some time, Samuel had left without even saying anything. Even I didn't force him to talk because I could sense he's trying to cope up with his emotions, and I didn't find it right to pressure him to talk. I haven't seen him since that day, and I haven't heard him returning home, so I really don't know the reason for his sudden breakdown. Sometimes we just need some time to allow ourselves to open up and express our feelings. However, there's something about that whole incident that has left me restless. I tried to contact Samuel once or twice, but he didn't answer any of my messages or calls. He had informed me that when he gets busy with his shifts, he might not answer my calls because he keeps his phone switched off to avoid distraction. However, if there is some kind of emergency or anything
Ariana's POV This last week has flown by, and finally, the day has arrived for which I was working so hard. I have not let the thought of Samuel or his betrayal linger inside my mind by keeping all my focus on my work and Justin. Justin sensed the shift in my mood, but he never asked anything. However, he gives me extra hugs whenever he can, a small way of him trying to make me feel better. Honestly, his hugs work as the best cure to every pain which I am feeling. With each hug, I can feel my pain lessening, and it becomes easier for me to breathe. Retouching my lipstick, I check my make-up in the bathroom's mirror. Satisfied with my make-up, I put the lipstick in my clutch and run my hands over the front of my dress to smoothen it. Stepping outside the bathroom, I head towards the gallery's front, where the exhibition will be held.